Advanced NPC

Chapter 142 Where is this fancy stuff?
Monalan—one of the members of the New Moon and Silver Land—has just walked out of the circus performance venue, and his movements are a little slow. People felt that she was afraid of something, and she was too cautious.

"Miss Monalan." Just two steps away, a voice came from behind her—shocking her violently.

Monalan was so frightened that she immediately turned her head, but when she saw the person coming, she was taken aback. She didn't expect it: "You...how could it be you...those adventurers at that time?"

Isn't it Hathaway and Abai?

Hathaway raised her hand, smiled, and said bluntly, "It's us."

"Long time no see." Seeing that there was no difference in their expressions, Monalan relaxed, but did not completely relax her vigilance, and asked, "May I ask you what you want from me?"

"I want to ask about the rebels of the Silver Empire." Hathaway smiled, and she looked easy to talk to.

But what she said was not so "easy to say".

Abai felt that sometimes she was so upright that even people like him were surprised—at this time, the rebel army lost power, and even the players who had participated in it were wanted by the empire. Very, especially for NPCs, and she just brought it up without even a cover?
Looking at Monalan again, his expression obviously changed after hearing this: "This..."

Hathaway's words were straighter than a straight man's, but her thoughts were much more delicate. With just this one word, she could hear the tricks.

——Mona Lan must know something, maybe she is one of the members of the Crescent Silver Land who participated in the rebel army, but she is definitely not a high-level role.

Just asking a question changed his expression—brother, if you were a high-level force, you should have finished the game long ago.

Hathaway bent the corner of her mouth playfully, thinking that this matter is quite interesting: "I heard that Crescent Silverland also participated in the rebel army... Aren't you in danger of protecting yourself?"

Seeing this smile, Monalan felt hairy all over her body, but she didn't know how to answer, she pursed her lips tightly and remained silent, her face turning paler and paler.

Seeing this, Hathaway remained calm and waited quietly.

Ah Bai stood aside: "I'll just take a look and not say anything."

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"Oh, let's see, which new guest is this?" Suddenly, someone came to rescue Monalan - a voice with its own BGM came from behind them.

This voice is simply impossible to ignore. Hathaway turned her head in surprise and found——

It is a man with pink medium-length curly hair, wearing an exaggerated dress like harmony lines. The chest of the dress is dotted with colorful feathers, and the golden eyeliner at the corners of his eyes is pulled back. His eyes are shining with magnificent light, although it can be called "moving". , but the shape is weird and exaggerated, gaudy, so flamboyant that people can't bear to look directly at it.

"Regiment...regiment leader!" When Hathaway and Abai were still immersed in some evaluations, Monalan shouted anxiously——

head?

Both Hathaway and Abai were shocked.

This coquettish bastard is the leader?

But... They thought about something again, and looked at each other——after confirming the eyes, they both felt the question in the other's heart——

Is this fancy thing the head of the circus?Or the head of the rebel army?
Hathaway thought about it, and the group leader spoke again: "Ahaha, little Monalan is still young and cute—are these your friends?"

"Yes." Monalan glanced at Hathaway and Abai with a complicated expression, and nodded slowly, "They are the adventurers who helped me."

"Oh, that's a distinguished guest!" The head of the group said in surprise, he took off the gloves on his hand, and on a beautiful hand—although there was an obvious scratch on the back of the hand—fingers fluttered and jumped lightly. , which seemed to be a simple movement, but in the blink of an eye, several colorful coupons suddenly appeared between the fingers.

What is this?Hathaway stared.

"These are for you!" I only heard him say enthusiastically, "The rewards for various items are triple coupons! Valid within one hour!"

various items...

Those...horrible projects? !
Hathaway trembled subconsciously. This trembling was not much better than Monalan's trembling when she heard someone calling her. She not only trembled, but also retreated repeatedly.

"..."

"..."

"Wow!" Seeing Hesevi's reaction, the group leader gave a strange cry after being stunned, and covered his heart, "Little cutie, I'm so sad when you look like this, my poor heart... oh !"

Hathaway: "..."

Abai: "..."

What's your situation? !

"No, no, leader, you are the best!" The climax came, and the two of them hadn't figured out what to do with it, so Monalan immediately trotted forward and gave him a hand.

"Is this true?" The head of the group was shocked, his expression was in a trance, and at this moment, he stretched out his hand like a drowning person grabbing driftwood, and held Monalan's hand tightly.

"Of course!"

"Oh you are my sweetheart..."

"You are serious!"

Hathaway: "..."

Abai: "..."

What the hell is this—Hasewei held her forehead in pain, interrupted the scene with some pink hearts, and said, "This regiment leader! I want to ask about the rebels!"

As soon as these words came out, the actions of the two sympathetic NPCs stopped, and the leader turned around in tears, with a serious tone: "Rebels? Baby, how could the lovely Monalan be a rebel? Allen Tia, we are decent citizens who love our empire!"

Hathaway rolled her eyes: "Loving the Empire doesn't mean supporting the Black Prince?"

Seeing that the regiment leader was still the same, Hathaway simply added: "The Black Prince wants to gain the power of phantoms and control Hiranvia, just like the original King Hitt - naturally someone wants to stop him Do this. It has been so long since the original incident, whether the existence of silver protection is still meaningful, these choices should naturally be left to the mainland, not an ambitious human prince."

After she finished speaking, the head of the group was still smiling, even somewhat relaxed, but Monalan's face was already pale again.

Hathaway sighed in her heart, and couldn't help giving the little white flower Monalan the honorary title of "Pig Teammate".

"Oh, what an interesting way to say it." After a while, the group leader smiled, "Actually, this little beauty is familiar to me—I heard that she is the poor little girl who is responsible for it?"

Hathaway's mouth twitched.

This is really not very nice.

But... But I can be sure that the regiment leader must know something.

No matter who it is, the focus of attention is always targeted. Since he cares about this matter, he obviously learned something early in the morning and paid attention to it in private-by saying it at this time, he is obviously expressing his attitude.

"It's really pitiful, it's really pitiful." The leader spread his hands and turned to say, "It seems that I need to give you a loving hug and comfort you—"

Hathaway was originally relieved, but at this moment she suddenly raised her head, took out her weapon, and was vigilant, all in one go!
(End of this chapter)